Last week I had the privilege of attending the first annual CiRCE Summer Institute up in the rolling green mountains of Blowing Rock, NC. We spent the majority of our time reading and discussing (even singing!) Homer’s The Odyssey, interspersed with eating good food, conversing with friends new and old, and admiring the beauty of the surroundings. It was a momentous event for me—in many ways—and I left feeling refreshed, hopeful, and, most significantly, somehow changed.
As you perhaps know we are currently at the beautiful Chetola Resort in Blowing Rock, NC for the CiRCE Summer Institute, this year a conversation about Homer's epic poem, The Odyssey
I’m 36 and I’ve just applied for the undergrad program at St. John’s College. Besides the humor of being categorized “non-traditional”, my age is also symbolic: 36 is twice 18, the age of my soon-to-be fellow students. I will be attending college with kids who were born the year I graduated from high school.
As you perhaps know we are currently at the beautiful Chetola Resort in Blowing Rock, NC for the CiRCE Summer Institute, this year a conversation about Homer's epic poem, The
As you perhaps know we are currently at the beautiful Chetola Resort in Blowing Rock, NC for the CiRCE Summer Institute, this year a conversation about Homer's epic poem, The Odyssey. Mr. Jonathan Councell, our friend from Veritas Classical School in Asheville, NC volunteered to journal his experience here at the retreat. The following is his day 1 experience.
Many of my friends and colleagues were disturbed recently by a video about our investment in public education. The speaker claimed that we would invest more in public education if we changed our thinking about children. Her argument was that we do not invest in public education because we have a “private” notion of children. We have a false notion that they belong only to their parents and not to the community as a whole.
Words matter. This is the lesson of Christian classical education. This is the logos of John 1. This is where there is love. It's why I sometimes get alarmed.
Originally this essay was delivered as the opening lecture for the Honors Program at Whitman College in Walla Walla, Washington in September, 1993. It is re-printed here with permission from The Imaginative Conservative.
My title is a question: “Do you know what an odyssey is?” I am asking each of you to ask yourself: “Do I know what an odyssey is?”
Suffering is not as big a deal to God as it is to us because it is a much bigger deal to God than it is to us.
For us, suffering is a big, big deal.
For one thing, it comes to us a pointless and unplanned invasion, an obstacle to our questing. This is the very essence of a certain form of suffering that we have named frustration.
Our goals, conscious and hidden, are what give meaning to our lives. When they are frustrated, we suffer. Anger, it seems to me, is frustration resisted. So the initial suffering leads to frustration which leads to anger.